Prompt
He’s framed in a medium close-up against a matte baby blue studio backdrop, the shot uncomfortably hand-held with slight asymmetry. His face is partially obscured by a scratched, glossy black motorcycle helmet with a slightly fogged visor that reflects the harsh studio lighting. His cheek is bruised in deep purples and bruised reds, lips swollen and glistening like a prizefighter post-bout, yet his deadpan stare pierces through the visor with icy electric blue eyes. He wears a black mesh shirt under an unzipped neon green sleeveless hoodie, the collar peeking out just enough to clash with the bruised softness of his features. The whole moment holds a violent yet glamorously unbothered tone, like a Y2K skater who’s just stepped off a backstage ramp ready for the flash. The lighting casts soft shadows and mild flash glare on the visor’s scratches, emphasizing texture and raw grit.
—casual candid early-2000s Y2K snapshot, grainy softness